Xing Chuan lifted his arm and rested it on his forehead. His messy hair hung down over his face, covering his plump lips as he turned his body.

His other hand held my leg and my leg suddenly felt strange. At once, I pulled the blanket away and had goosebumps all over me again. My legs were turning into the tentacles I had seen in my dream.

“Don’t force me to turn you into an octopus.” His lips moved under his hair when he spoke. His voice still sounded sleepy. “I didn’t get to sleep for four days because of that machine.” Then, his hand slipped down from my legs that had turned into tentacles. He then fell asleep again.  

I won’t fight back anymore because I was completely shocked by my legs that had turned into tentacles! 

My legs turned into huge tentacles! 

I had lost my legs. They had turned into slimy, soft objects. 

Are these my legs? 

No, I refuse to look at them.

I must be dreaming still! Yes, that’s right. I must be still dreaming! 

I laughed drily and turned around. My two soft legs landed on...